Intruders Page #4

(JOHN LAUGHING)

Ooh.

Spooky.

He looks so angry.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(LAUGHS)

(BOTH RASPING)

What the hell are you doing?

Are you crazy?

What is this?

Mia, go to your room.

It's all right.

We were just playing.

What do you mean "playing"? You

could have burned the house down.

She had a nightmare.

We were just getting rid of it.

What do you mean

"getting rid of it"?

What do you mean?

What is this?

Sue. It was a game.

Throw this thing away before

it stinks up the whole house.

(DOOR SLAMS CLOSED)

(CAT MEOWING)

(DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE)

(RAIN PATTERING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(HOLLOWFACE RASPING)

(GASPS)

(CLOAK FLUTTERING)

(HOLLOWFACE RASPING)

(CLOAK FLUTTERING)

(RASPING CONTINUES)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

(GASPS)

Mommy!

(WINDOWS RATTLING)

(WIND BLOWING)

Mommy!

Juan...

It's okay, sweetie.

There, there.

It's over.

(SHUSHING)

Please, come in.

Juan.

Juan.

Father Antonio is

here to see you.

(ANTONIO SPEAKING)

He doesn't seem

to have a fever.

Hi, Juan.

My name is Antonio.

Do you remember me?

Look.

I brought your toy.

I'll leave it here, okay?

(SIGHS)

Your mother says you're

having trouble sleeping.

Go away.

Why do you say that?

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

I had nightmares

at your age too.

They aren't nightmares.

(ANTONIO SPEAKING)

What are you scared of?

Witches?

No such thing.

And the bogeyman

isn't real either.

My parents told me about him

so I'd finish my dinner.

It's just a story.

You needn't be

afraid of stories.

Here's what we'll do:

You tell me what

you're scared of,

and I'll tell you

what scares me, okay?

I have a friend I talk to

every day who I can't see.

I'm scared...

my friend won't answer me.

That I'll talk to him

and he won't say anything.

Now it's your turn.

What are you scared of?

(WHISPERING)

Hollowface.

(WHISPERING)

Who is Hollowface?

(SWITCH CLICKING)

Mia, what's the matter?

What is it?

What's wrong?

Tell me.

He's here.

He's inside.

No, come on, sweetheart.

There's nobody here,

it's just you and me.

Look.

Daddy, look.

(DOOR CREAKING)

(BULB SHATTERS)

Mia, get out.

(YELLS)

Get out!

(JOHN GRUNTING)

(MIA SCREAMS)

Dad!

(MIRROR SHATTERING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SCREAMING)

Dad!

Dad!

Help me!

(SCREAMING)

(LOUD BANGING) John!

John, what's going on?

JOHN:
Call the police!

Call the police!

(MUFFLED WHIMPERING)

Please.

Just let her go.

Don't hurt her.

(GROANS)

My God! Sweetheart,

are you okay?

Are you okay?

(SOBBING)

What's going on?

JOHN:
There was a f***ing

man in the room.

(CONTINUES SOBBING)

Are you okay?

Are You okay? Baby...

It's okay, it's okay.

Awful business.

JOHN:
I think he must've

come in through the window.

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